FAVOUR. JADY! in beauty and in favour rare, Nature to thee beauty and favour gave, Fair then thou art, and favour thou may'st spare. And when on me bestowed your favours are, Less favour in your face you shall not have : Than the least loss should unto you befall; Yet grant this gift: which gift when I possess, Both I have life, and you no loss at all: For by your favour only I do live; And favour you may well both keep and give. ITY refusing my poor Love to feed, A beggar starved for want of help he lies, And at your mouth, the door of Beauty, cries That thence some alms of sweet grants may proceed. But as he waiteth for some alms-deed, A cherry-tree before the door he spies "O dear!" quoth he, "two cherries may suffice, But beggars, can they nought but cherries eat? THE LAST CHANCE. INCE there's no help, come let us kiss and part; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes, Now, if thou would'st, when all have given him over, TO THE RIVER ANKOR. LEAR Ankor, on whose silver-sanded shore O blessed Brook, whose milk-white swans adore The crystal stream refined by her eyes, Where sweet myrrh-breathing zephyr in the spring Where nightingales in Arden sit and sing, Say thus, fair Brook, when thou shalt see thy queen, And here to thee he sacrificed his tears: Fair Arden, thou my Tempe art alone; TO SLEEP. JARE-CHARMER Sleep, son of the sable night, Relieve my languish, and restore the light: With dark forgetting of my care return, |